The Emotions Run High

Being a new mother carries a lot of baggage with it.

I love my new son curled up in my arms. I ache for my older son who is now the dreaded middle child. I fear my oldest daughter will think I ask her to help too much. The guilt of being the mom.

My children are perfection even when they behave like monsters. I grew them and cared for them and will continue to do so as long as I breathe air on this Earth. They are my reason for being. My inspiration on off days and my heart always.

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Dee said…

I'm already feeling that ache for my older son and my baby hasn't even been born yet. I think as long as they know how much they are loved, it will all be all right though.

2:37 PM

Welcome, Little One

Both mommy and baby are doing very well. These are just a few from earlier today. More to follow later.

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